I get an apology from
my ex
narcopath
wife in the mail.
it reads like this
on the blank
card.
i'm sorry for treating you
the way I did.
for all the lies I told.
the cheating,
the betrayals.
the deceptions.
i'm sorry for how I
behaved.
the gaslighting,
the triangulating,
the silent treatment
night after night.
the lack of affection.
i'm sorry for being so mean,
so cruel, so cold.
for keeping you walking on
eggshells
everyday of our life together.
I know I need psychiatric
help.
I promise to change and become
the person you
imagined me to be
so long ago.
it was always me, not you,
oh, and by the way.
April Fools.
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